She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 697:

Freya opened her eyes to find Ellis standing outside, a shadow of concern flickering in his gaze.

She straightened and rolled the window down.

“Get out first. I want to take you somewhere,” Ellis said, one hand tucked in his pocket, his voice easygoing and warm.

Freya wasn’t exactly in the mood to go anywhere, so she steeled herself and said, “It’s work hours. If you skip out without a reason, I’ll have your pay docked.”

“Keeping the boss happy is part of my assistant duties,” Ellis replied with a deadpan expression, though his teasing tone betrayed him.

Freya was speechless.

Still, she stepped out of the car.noveldrama

She knew Ellis well enough to know—he wouldn’t ask if it wasn’t important.

Ellis shut and locked her car, then led her to his.

Once inside, Freya glanced around the vehicle, her brows drawing together in faint confusion.

Ellis caught it. “Something wrong?”

“Nothing.” Freya had too much on her mind to dwell on it. “This car just looks familiar, like I’ve seen it somewhere before.”

Ellis’s eyes shifted slightly, but his voice stayed even. “It’s not a rare model. You’ve probably seen it around.”

Freya gave a noncommittal hum and let the thought go.

The car had only cost a few million—not exactly exclusive. Plenty of people in Alerith drove one, and many had them customized. But something about it tugged at her memory.

Still, she didn’t think much of it. She sat there in silence, not even actively thinking—her mind simply replayed everything on its own.

Ellis could tell she wasn’t in the best headspace, so he didn’t try to make small talk. He simply drove, calm and steady.

F𝓲nd nєw 𝒸h𝒶𝓅𝓉𝑒𝓇s 𝒶t g𝓐l𝓷ovєls.𝓬•𝓶

The ride stretched on for over an hour. Freya’s thoughts wandered the entire way. Eventually, they reached a wide, flat mountaintop. All around them was lush green forest, and just past the edge, clouds drifted lazily through the mountain peaks like something out of a dream.

“Why did you bring me here?” Freya asked.

Was he about to make her shout her troubles into the wind?

The idea crossed her mind but was quickly dismissed.

Ellis preferred his team to sweat out their emotions during training—not something like this. Once people were exhausted, they had no energy left to dwell on anything.

Ellis took out his phone, typed a quick message, and slipped it back into his pocket before responding to Freya’s question, a playful glint in his eyes. “Didn’t you always say you wanted to try paragliding?”

Freya’s mind wandered, replaying snippets of past conversations.

She had mentioned it once, years ago. She’d told him how she longed for the sensation of flight—the feeling of being alone with the wind, suspended in the sky with nothing holding her back. No noise, no chaos. Just freedom.

But it had been four long years since she’d last soared.

Ellis continued, his eyes bright with excitement as he gestured expansively. “This place is a premier paragliding destination. The weather couldn’t be better—clear skies, a steady breeze. It’s perfect. We have the whole place to ourselves. You’re free to fly or not. Totally up to you.”

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